We came to a familiar door and Zaliver stopped. I tensed when his hands gripped my hips.
“No way,” I said quickly, stepping back.
He turned to me, a smirk playing on his lips. “Why not? You’re my mate. You belong with me. That means you sleep beside me.”
And just like that, he opened the door and not-so-gently shoved me inside.
“Rude,” I muttered under my breath, brushing past him.
As I crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed, a sharp poke reminded me of something. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out the black credit card and handed it to him.
“Here.”
He took it with a glance, kicking off his boots with practiced ease. “Ah, yes. Your little boat stunt today.” His tone turned mocking. “Don’t try anything like that again unless you want to end up like Rapunzel.”
He walked t
